affame_le_geant_den_betruger fyn gula perhaps you think saumboo has now put his trust in feignez just as he has put on the harness and asked her to lead them onwards along the bianca strada? it's possible i guess. that he has been deceived. you see, he feels like a doll being pulled in opposite directions. one of his cloth arms in the grip of boffden, the other in the clutches of proina. yet, it's not so much a matter of possessing confident expectation in the woodpecker, more like fight or flight for himself, puppertwinkle and the comatose frau werzenwozen. actually, he could care less if feignez accompanied them. he was done with her like a bottle of rolling rock. he just needed to find a place to get rid of her. she was so fucking grey in all that he knew as black and white. she was the dots in the yin and yang of his world. she was a monday morning after an amazing week-end. things she said about boffden and proina were splinters in his heart that he would never get out and it was like waking and seeing the pus of infection on his pillow. but he only dreamed it. oh how it sucked to be blind. he screamed. oh he fucking screamed! and so, the harness was on and he pulled the cart and the weight was much more than he thought it would be and he realized right there that he could not go on anymore. that the sweat that was already forming on his brow and the flys that were biting his arms were just hints of what was to be his future futility. what about when they would come to hills? that's when puppertwinkle barked for him to stop. he said frau werzenwozen had murmured something in her state of unconsciousness. it had been in german he said and he had no idea what it meant. feignez had also heard it and when puppertwinkle attempted to repeat it, for it was only a few words and easy to remember, she interrupted the little dog and changed a couple of the words for if the true translation reached saumboo's ears it would be the end of her. frau werzenwozen had uttered, "toten sie den betruger!" ("kill the deceiver!") no wonder feignez didn't want saumboo to hear it. 020630 what's it to you? who go blather from